I find myself
Wandering in the densest
Forest.
Without a sound I lay myself down
In the moss, the twigs, the leaves
And I breathe.
I am them and they are me,
The earth,
The stars,
This air.
And that has to be enough in this moment
For I hang on silently,
The merest
Particle
Brushing my fingertips;
As this air strums my
Out of tune heart,
Strings stretched to snap.
Thump.
As my heartbeat slows i am
Reimmersed;
Securely wrapped
In the cocoon;
The womb, The tomb.
In stillness I become the miraculous healing.
All else is released but love.
In a gasp of breath reborn;
Nothing remains to mourn.
I am.
Chole Into Diamonds 